old age: discount auto insurance and hsn
it's official. i'm old. i just got my new auto insurance policy and they've discounted me for being 25. alas. what have i to live for now?
last night, i bought something of home shopping network. it was a ring, it wasn't very expensive and it's the end of the semester and i have all this money (something to do with retroactive pay since we've just unionized at school) and i thought i'd splurge on a ring. it was very funny. home shopping network. ooh boy.
Monday, April 29, 2002
shut up hap
i don't really care what people think about me. if i'm myself and people, say, are turned off by my straightforwardness and loudness (i like to call it exuberance) i'm okay with that. it's me and i don't care what you think.
what gets my goat and makes me insecure, though, is being misunderstood. i hate it when i'm trying to be nice or am just sort of dazed and maybe not totally with it and i come across as self-centered or mean or whatever. because that's not really the way i am, i don't think. sometimes i am but when i mean it i'm okay with that. i just hate being misunderstood or misinterpreted.
i'm not controlling. i just know what i want. ;)
i don't really care what people think about me. if i'm myself and people, say, are turned off by my straightforwardness and loudness (i like to call it exuberance) i'm okay with that. it's me and i don't care what you think.
what gets my goat and makes me insecure, though, is being misunderstood. i hate it when i'm trying to be nice or am just sort of dazed and maybe not totally with it and i come across as self-centered or mean or whatever. because that's not really the way i am, i don't think. sometimes i am but when i mean it i'm okay with that. i just hate being misunderstood or misinterpreted.
i'm not controlling. i just know what i want. ;)
Friday, April 26, 2002
i hear vancouver is nice
do you know what scares me? i read on a tucked away page of the new york times today that the house (republicans) wants to vote to officially, fully, as a body, AS MY ELECTED OFFICIALS, resolve to show "solidarity" with israel and condemn arafat. ARE THEY KIDDING ME? who are these IDIOTS?!
one of the thoughts that crossed my mind after i read this was that such an act by my government is putting my life in danger. taking such a vote, to me, is tantamount to calling out all the al qaeda cells in this country to suicide bomb all over the place. i'm not saying that we should bend our wills to the acts of terrorists, BUT WHAT THE F***?! these are the same morons as the "critics" who thought colin powell shouldn't visit arafat.
i'm moving to canada. i'm going to be a canadian.
do you know what scares me? i read on a tucked away page of the new york times today that the house (republicans) wants to vote to officially, fully, as a body, AS MY ELECTED OFFICIALS, resolve to show "solidarity" with israel and condemn arafat. ARE THEY KIDDING ME? who are these IDIOTS?!
one of the thoughts that crossed my mind after i read this was that such an act by my government is putting my life in danger. taking such a vote, to me, is tantamount to calling out all the al qaeda cells in this country to suicide bomb all over the place. i'm not saying that we should bend our wills to the acts of terrorists, BUT WHAT THE F***?! these are the same morons as the "critics" who thought colin powell shouldn't visit arafat.
i'm moving to canada. i'm going to be a canadian.
Wednesday, April 24, 2002
paint fumes
"they" (the mysterious people who sometimes appear outside my window to do work) are painting the fire escape. i'm getting high on the paint fumes and i've been talking to myself a lot more. like, i'm having full-on conversations and confessions and everything as if all that comes out of my mouth is news to me. i think even right now as i type, what is being written on the screen is news to my head. like the independent thinking-organ in my hands is communicating with my eyes.
maybe i should go outside.
"they" (the mysterious people who sometimes appear outside my window to do work) are painting the fire escape. i'm getting high on the paint fumes and i've been talking to myself a lot more. like, i'm having full-on conversations and confessions and everything as if all that comes out of my mouth is news to me. i think even right now as i type, what is being written on the screen is news to my head. like the independent thinking-organ in my hands is communicating with my eyes.
maybe i should go outside.
Tuesday, April 23, 2002
oy vey
when it stops raining, here i will go: new york botanical garden. i hear it's nice.
so can we discuss crushes? there's something about spring that makes me crush on boys. i once made up a joke when i was a kid:
what did the boulder say to the boy when she fell on him?
i've got a crush on you.
i used to think that was so funny and witty of me.
but back to crushes. i'm finding that i'm opting into one, whereas when i was younger they used to sneak up on me and take over my emotions. this is healthier but weirder and makes me want to chalk it up to old age.
when it stops raining, here i will go: new york botanical garden. i hear it's nice.
so can we discuss crushes? there's something about spring that makes me crush on boys. i once made up a joke when i was a kid:
what did the boulder say to the boy when she fell on him?
i've got a crush on you.
i used to think that was so funny and witty of me.
but back to crushes. i'm finding that i'm opting into one, whereas when i was younger they used to sneak up on me and take over my emotions. this is healthier but weirder and makes me want to chalk it up to old age.
Monday, April 22, 2002
e-voodoo
good morning sunshine. where art thou?
it's monday and it's rainy out. a great april day. if you're feeling a bit under the weather and would like to anonymously vent your frustrations on your coworkers or friends or complete strangers, click here. chances are, if you know me, i've sent you one. e-voodoo. that's great. so go at it kids.
good morning sunshine. where art thou?
it's monday and it's rainy out. a great april day. if you're feeling a bit under the weather and would like to anonymously vent your frustrations on your coworkers or friends or complete strangers, click here. chances are, if you know me, i've sent you one. e-voodoo. that's great. so go at it kids.
pretty
again with the not-too-much-like-a-diary feel: click me! astronomy picture of the day. you too can come to appreciate the infinite wonder and beauty and amazement that is the cosmos. the space program *is* worth funding. astronauts are heros, not monkeys, no matter what some people say.
one day, i think we may find god in a telescope. or have we already? (that sounds really deep but i'm really tired. hee hee.)
again with the not-too-much-like-a-diary feel: click me! astronomy picture of the day. you too can come to appreciate the infinite wonder and beauty and amazement that is the cosmos. the space program *is* worth funding. astronauts are heros, not monkeys, no matter what some people say.
one day, i think we may find god in a telescope. or have we already? (that sounds really deep but i'm really tired. hee hee.)
Sunday, April 21, 2002
moby
lest this become too much like my diary rather than a blog, check this out. it's moby's web page. yeah, the musician. he has his own version of a blog (moby updates). he's inherently more interesting than i based solely on the fact that he's famous. but on even ground, i bet i'd give him a run for his more limited wealth.
lest this become too much like my diary rather than a blog, check this out. it's moby's web page. yeah, the musician. he has his own version of a blog (moby updates). he's inherently more interesting than i based solely on the fact that he's famous. but on even ground, i bet i'd give him a run for his more limited wealth.
moving on
i returned to the home that was my home for 8 years and then a second home for 7 years more. my parents have moved out and gone to townhouse hell. (at least it's a nice place to jog, except for the patches of missing sidewalk -- dangerous in the dark.) in my old home, where i lived longer than any other place on this planet earth, the carpet upstairs was torn out. it was like that when we moved in. it was very much a full-circle type of experience.
moving probably wouldn't be such a big deal if i wasn't having such a hard time with birthdays. there's just this sense that life is careening out of control. the relative comfort and ease of youth (ignoring the blaring miseries of teenagedom) are giving way to responsibility and electricity bills. love, marriage and kids are reasonable things now. meanwhile, i just want to play with my legos.
i returned to the home that was my home for 8 years and then a second home for 7 years more. my parents have moved out and gone to townhouse hell. (at least it's a nice place to jog, except for the patches of missing sidewalk -- dangerous in the dark.) in my old home, where i lived longer than any other place on this planet earth, the carpet upstairs was torn out. it was like that when we moved in. it was very much a full-circle type of experience.
moving probably wouldn't be such a big deal if i wasn't having such a hard time with birthdays. there's just this sense that life is careening out of control. the relative comfort and ease of youth (ignoring the blaring miseries of teenagedom) are giving way to responsibility and electricity bills. love, marriage and kids are reasonable things now. meanwhile, i just want to play with my legos.
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